Whippoorwill

D C D C In these hills the whippoorwills all talk, uh-hmm D C D C Beneath these streets flows a history of a farm, uh-hmm D C D C These old tools found in shallow creek beds and sterlin' silver in the dirt D C D C Turns the past into a southern charm and my red ain't covered by dirt C D C Whoa-oh C D C Whoa-oh C D C Whoa-woah C D C Whoa-oh D C D C If your truck breaks down these county lines will get you home D C D C But if you post some shit on me you'll land yourself in God's big green earth D C D C Because my daddy said don't start no trouble young, man but don't take none from no damn one D C D C So I just sing my music, pay my bills, got a shotgun and a hearse D C D C I turned the past into a southern charm and my red ain't covered by dirt C D C Whoa-oh C D C Whoa-oh C D C Whoa-woah C D C Whoa-oh Guitar Solo D C C D C Whoa-oh C D C Whoa-oh C D C Whoa-woah C D C Whoa-oh D C